I wrote this for my wife
someone once said
a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet
roses are our classic beauty
but a rose is a rose is a rose
or so we suppose
I find each one unique
you are the rose for me
you are my beauty
and I would give you flowers
but they would wilt in time
you beauty will be with me
until the end of our life time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem